Chapter 316: Shocking the Spirit Realm, Pursued by the Thousand Martial Arts Temple

Chapter 316: Shocking the Spirit Realm, Pursued by the Thousand Martial Arts Temple

The Battle of the Heaven's Pride in Daxuan City came to a close with Meng Chong alone, fiercely suppressing the Three Jue Pavilion Masters and others.

The Three Jue Pavilion, a top-tier subsidiary of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, had its strong members almost wiped out, never again to reclaim its prestige as a top-tier Spirit Sect.

Tales of Meng Chong's exploits, including his six-foot golden body and the giant in golden armor, swept through the Spirit Realm like a storm.

Though not as ferocious as the events surrounding Xu Yan, they still startled countless warriors and shook numerous Spirit Sects.

Dao Zun Meng Chong, alone suppressed the Heaven's Pride of Lizhou in Daxuan City and single-handedly defeated the Three Jue Pavilion!

"Is the Thousand Martial Arts Temple jinxed?"

"Maybe they're just too shameless, and now their karma is catching up with them."

In the martial arts world of the Spirit Realm, whispers about the Thousand Martial Arts Temple grew louder.

The Sword Pavilion's Heaven's Pride and its master were slain by Xu Yan, and it was a subsidiary of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple.

The Three Jue Pavilion's Heaven's Pride was killed by Meng Chong, and its master and elders met the same fate, causing a significant decline in their power. This, too, was a force under the Thousand Martial Arts Temple.

And what of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple itself? Their Heaven's Pride was slain, and their divine artifact stolen!

Of all the eminent Spirit Sects, the Thousand Martial Arts Temple was the first to suffer losses and face setbacks.

Due to Xu Yan and Meng Chong, the martial arts world of the Spirit Realm was abuzz, making the competition among the Heaven's Pride all the more captivating.

"Haven't they captured Xu Yan yet?"

"No!"

"The Thousand Martial Arts Temple's prestige has taken a hit."

"Xu Yan is formidable. He stole the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's divine artifact, and they still can't catch him!"

Initially, everyone believed that Xu Yan wouldn't be able to hide for long before being tracked down and killed by the strong members of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, who would then reclaim their divine artifact.

However, Xu Yan seemed to be roaming free, while the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's Elder in charge of the pursuit was grasping at straws, unable to find him at all!

"Xu Yan has appeared! Xu Yan is here!"

"Really? Was he killed?"

"No, he killed one of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's strong members and then fled again!"

Occasionally, news of Xu Yan's whereabouts would surface, revealing traces of his presence.

After a few such instances, everyone began to suspect that Xu Yan was deliberately leaving clues for the Thousand Martial Arts Temple's strong members to follow.

"Have you heard about the Dan Medicinal Fairy? They say she can heal anyone, even if their foundation is completely destroyed."

"I've heard about it too, and those miraculous pills she concocts are truly incredible."

"Yes, my distant cousin's sworn brother's brother's son was crushed by someone from a Spirit Sect, and he was as good as dead. But he was saved, and now his strength has recovered to the Minor Heavenly Man realm."

"Is it truly that miraculous?"

"Of course!"

"Where is this Dan Medicinal Fairy?"

"In Luo State, at the Evergreen Pavilion, the former headquarters of the Red Darkness Sect."

As the stories of Xu Yan and Meng Chong spread like wildfire throughout the Spirit Realm, capturing the attention and fervent discussions of all warriors, another piece of news began to circulate.

The Dan Medicinal Fairy, Su Lingxiu of the Evergreen Pavilion, possessed divine medicinal techniques that could bring the dead back to life. Any severe injury could be healed as long as the person was still breathing! However, the prerequisite was having the means to afford her fees and the spirit herbs required for treatment.

Some marveled at the sudden emergence of such an incredible art in the Spirit Realm, while others remained skeptical.

Nevertheless, the name of the Dan Medicinal Fairy, Su Lingxiu, gradually spread throughout the Spirit Realm.

"Big Brother is too fierce!"

In a certain large city, Meng Chong, with a wig on his head, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He had also intended to block the mountain gate of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, but then news arrived that his senior brother had not only slain the Heaven's Pride of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple but had also stolen their divine artifact and fled.

The Thousand Martial Arts Temple was in an uproar.

Meng Chong had no choice but to abandon his plan to block their mountain gate. Going there at this time would likely provoke the strong members of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple into a frenzy.

"Should I go block the gate of Thundercloud Villa instead?" Meng Chong fell into deep thought.

With no grudge against Thundercloud Villa, it might be inappropriate to just go and block their entrance. Moreover, after the lesson learned from the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, Thundercloud Villa would likely resort to underhanded tactics.

Although he wasn't afraid, he still had his master's divine jade talisman for protection.

However, relying on his master's divine jade talisman wasn't the way to forge his path in the martial arts world. Ultimately, he had to depend on his own strength.

"I should find a place to seclude myself for a while and break through to the second level of the Unbreakable Golden Body."

Meng Chong pondered, thinking about not only breaking through to the second level of the Unbreakable Golden Body but also comprehending the third level's techniques.

It was about time he figured it out.

He was already close to breaking through the second level, so comprehending the third level's techniques should be on his agenda.

"I wonder what kind of divine ability I'll gain when my physical martial arts break through to the Divine Transcendence realm?"

Meng Chong's heart was filled with anticipation.

"After the breakthrough, I should venture into the Spirit Realm, travel the four directions, exchange martial arts with others, and gain insights from the heavens and the earth. I will accumulate experience in the martial path."

With a plan in mind, Meng Chong left the city to find a place to seclude himself and break through.

"Even my junior sister has become famous!"

Hearing some warriors discussing the Dan Medicinal Fairy, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Compared to her, our Fourth Junior Brother's reputation pales a little."

Although Fang Hao, the master of the Jade State Alliance, had gained some minor fame for breaking the mold in the Jade State and even becoming the first to do so in the Spirit Realm, he still lagged behind.

...

Xu Yan frowned slightly at the elderly man with murderous intent blocking his path, his brows furrowing.

There was something peculiar about the old man's aura, and it gave Xu Yan a subtle sense of danger.

"Xu Yan, unparalleled genius, today you meet your end!"

The old man's hoarse and gloomy voice echoed.

"A member of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple?"

Xu Yan's eyebrows knitted together as he sensed something amiss about this elderly man.

This time, after revealing just a trace of his presence, he had attracted the attention of such an old fellow.

"Where's the Cold Desolate Blade?"

Instead of answering, the old man scowled.

The Cold Desolate Blade was not on Xu Yan's person. Could he have thrown it away?

But how could that be? It was a divine artifact!

Perhaps he had hidden it somewhere?

"Speak, where is the Cold Desolate Blade? Tell me, and I'll make your death quick and painless!"

The old man said coldly.

Xu Yan smiled and waved his hand, summoning the Cold Desolate Blade.

"This broken blade. If you have the guts, come and take it back."

Then, he returned the blade to his storage ring.

The old man was shocked.

That wasn't a storage bag; it could even hold divine artifacts?

"Die!"

The old man roared, his white hair flying as a flush spread across his aged face.

An aura of death, cold and sinister, surged forth, and he unleashed a fierce punch aimed at Xu Yan.

Xu Yan unsheathed his sword, and the might of mountains and rivers enveloped him.

Boom!

The mountains and rivers collapsed, but the old man closed in, throwing another punch.

The killing intent was chilling, and the air was filled with the aura of death.

"Trifling skill!"

Xu Yan scoffed coldly.

He dared not linger in battle, for if the Elder in charge of the pursuit from the Thousand Martial Arts Temple arrived, it would take a significant amount of time to shake him off.

Buzz!

In that instant, Xu Yan's sword fell, and the gentle wind sword intent merged with the mountain river sword intent. It seemed like a single sword strike, yet it was as if the entire world was wielding swords and striking together.

The old man's expression sank slightly, and a gray glow emerged from his body, shrouding him in an aura of death.

At that moment, the temperature around them seemed to drop, and a chilling aura of death permeated the air.

Swish!

The old man unleashed another punch, his aged body withering as his soul gradually dissipated.

There was no pain on the old man's face, only a smile and a hint of coldness.

Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat. This attack was extraordinary, imbued with the aura of death. It seemed like the old man was channeling all his martial arts, cultivated over a lifetime, into this single strike.

"The Superlative Spirit Sect does have some tricks up their sleeve. I didn't expect the Thousand Martial Arts Temple to possess such a secret art, turning their disciples into death warriors?"

Two sword wheels appeared before Xu Yan.

The Life and Death Sword Wheels!

Like a life-and-death transaction, they gradually eroded the old man's attack. However, the old man's strike was even more fierce than Wu Yuan's, and the deathly aura that lingered was like a virulent poison, constantly corroding away.

Xu Yan circulated his divine sense to resist the aura of death.

"Not bad at all!"

A wisp of his divine sense was tainted by the deathly aura, so Xu Yan decisively severed it, letting it dissipate into the air.

He continued his assault while slowly backing away.

The old man's attacks were getting closer, and they seemed unavoidable, especially the aura of death, which was insidious and venomous.

"To use one's entire cultivation and soul as a foundation, refining it into an aura of death... It must have taken an enormous amount of time and a hefty price, right?

"Furthermore, one could only use this secret art when one's lifespan is almost exhausted.

"I have to admit, it's indeed powerful, but in my eyes, it's nothing but trash!"

Xu Yan remained calm, and after exchanging blows, he had already seen through the source of the old man's strength, which was imbued with the aura of death.

The old man's expression turned gloomy, and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

In just a brief moment of clashing, Xu Yan had already grasped the origin of his secret art?

This young man was too monstrous, far surpassing the Blood Demon of old. He must die, or he would become an even greater threat!

Boom!

At that moment, the old man's flesh began to smile, and his attacks became more and more fierce. The aura of death turned almost black, like bone-eating maggots, relentlessly corroding Xu Yan's attacks and pushing closer.

"And what if I know? You can't escape!"

The attack had locked onto Xu Yan's aura, and he had no choice but to take it head-on; there was no way he could dodge it.

With Xu Yan's strength, even if he endured the blow, he would still be corroded by the aura of death, eroding his martial arts foundation and soul.

He would undoubtedly suffer severe injuries!

Moreover, given the current situation, Xu Yan couldn't withstand the attack!

The old man's eyes turned cold and ruthless. Xu Yan was doomed. Even if he himself didn't survive, others would soon arrive, and the Elder in pursuit would catch up.

The Cold Desolate Blade would be retrieved.

Xu Yan's corpse would be hung at the entrance of the Thousand Martial Arts Temple, striking fear into the four directions of the Spirit Realm. This would be the consequence of angering the Thousand Martial Arts Temple!

"Who says I can't escape?"

"You thought..."

The elder's words trailed off as his eyes widened in shock.

"No!"

His attack had lost its target! He had locked onto Xu Yan's aura, but at that moment, Xu Yan's presence had disappeared, yet he was clearly still nearby!

"All this time, I've been crushing my enemies with overwhelming force, striking at their very core. But that doesn't mean I don't have other tricks up my sleeve. Today, I'll show you something different."

Xu Yan's smile widened as he watched the elder's attack dissipate without him having to lift a finger. With a mocking gaze, he sat there, watching the elder die, filled with anger and disbelief.

"You must die!"

The elder let out a final furious roar before vanishing completely.

However, the lingering deathly aura from his attack still hung in the air, refusing to dissipate anytime soon.

"To think the Thousand Martial Arts Temple has such tricks up their sleeve. The other Superb Spirit Sects must have similar capabilities too. I can't afford to underestimate them."

Xu Yan murmured to himself as his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, an elder appeared, his expression changing abruptly as he sensed the lingering deathly aura.

"He failed?"

He found it hard to believe that they couldn't stop Xu Yan.

Could it be that Xu Yan had become so powerful?

This young man is a greater threat than the Blood Demon of old!

"Where's Xu Yan?"

A voice, tinged with anger, rang out.

Elder Palmsword appeared, his expression turning grim.

"We failed to stop Xu Yan, and I don't know if he's been injured!"

The elder replied in a low voice.

"Continue the pursuit!"

Elder Palmsword's face darkened with gloom.

However, in the following days, there was no news of Xu Yan at all, as if he had vanished into thin air. Elder Palmsword and the others began to suspect that Xu Yan might have been injured and was hiding, not daring to show himself.

"Xu Yan's ability to hide himself is far superior to that of the Blood Demon. This young man must die!"

Elder Palmsword thought coldly.

Far away, a Cloud-Piercing Eagle soared through the skies, carrying a small palace on its back. Cui Huayu, clad in colorful feathered robes, maintained a serious expression, devoid of his usual smile.

Xu Yan surveyed the small palace with admiration. "You guys from the Super Spirit Sect sure know how to live it up."

"I can't help it. I've been frail and sickly since I was young and can't withstand the wind, so this is necessary," Cui Huayu explained with a forced smile, his face pale as if he were ill.

He had happened to run into Xu Yan and couldn't resist greeting him. As a result, Xu Yan had invited himself into his small palace without invitation.

Fortunately, on this trip, he hadn't brought any beauties along, or things would have been awkward.

"You're frail and sickly?" Xu Yan stared at Cui Huayu curiously, noting his sickly appearance and the aura of weakness that surrounded him.

Yet, this was a warrior at the late stage of the God Refining realm.

"The Palace of Spirit Control is also part of the Super Spirit Sect, but your cultivation as a true disciple is a bit lacking." Xu Yan commented, surprised.

Cui Huayu's strength was only at the late stage of the God Refining realm, far inferior to Wu Yuan and the others from the Thousand Martial Arts Temple.

"I have no choice. Being frail and sickly, it's already quite an achievement to reach this level," Cui Huayu sighed.

"If that's the case, how did you become a true disciple of the Palace of Spirit Control?" Xu Yan didn't believe his excuse.

"Well, I have connections. My master is a Paramount expert, and my master's brother is also a Paramount expert," Cui Huayu chuckled.

"So, with your weak body, why did your master take you as a disciple?" Xu Yan remained unconvinced.

"Er..." Cui Huayu scratched his head, looking embarrassed. "To be honest, I'm actually my master's illegitimate son. You understand?"

"Your master is a Paramount expert. Surely he's not afraid to acknowledge you as his illegitimate son? Is your master's wife very domineering?" Xu Yan asked, puzzled.

Cui Huayu tugged at his hair, feeling awkward. "My master's wife is the younger sister of the current leader of the Palace of Spirit Control."

Xu Yan understood. No wonder Cui Huayu's father had to accept him as a disciple and keep his identity a secret.

"Don't worry, I'll keep your secret. I won't let your stepmother know the truth," Xu Yan assured him seriously.

"Brother Xu, there's no need to be so cautious. My stepmother is also my real mother!" Cui Huayu continued, feeling embarrassed.

"I think you're messing with me!" Xu Yan stared at him.

"No, no, no misunderstandings. I'm telling the truth," Cui Huayu said, almost breaking into a cold sweat. Xu Yan was a fearsome man who never considered an enemy's background or identity. He would simply annihilate them if they angered him, and that was extremely dangerous.

"My father and mother might not be thinking straight, but they insisted on taking me as a disciple and addressing me as their master. I'm helpless in this situation," Cui Huayu said with a helpless expression.

(End of Chapter)

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